dream winter

He Yun came to Meng Dongchu's house the next morning.At that time Meng Dongchu had already woken up, very tired but unable to fall asleep.

He Yun made fun of his dark circles as soon as he entered the door, and then commented on the layout of his house, from the two trees at the door to the furnishings inside the house.

"I said, you are worthy of being an artist. You have made this place so literary and artistic. I come here to live in seclusion when I get old." He Yun sat on the soft sofa on the sunny balcony on the second floor. Sure, looking at the lush vegetation in the yard, he said.

"Master, you are enough, you have praised me all the way, and I will be embarrassed to say it any further." Meng Dongchu said.

"I just drove here. There is an ancient street not far away. You really know how to find a place." He Yun sank into the sofa.

"When you get interested later, go there for a stroll." Meng Dongchu said with ease, the sun is warm outside today, since winter, this is a rare such good weather, and it happens to have nothing to do, so you can relax Basking in the sun for a while.

The two just sat on the sofa, surrounded by evergreen flowers and plants, chatting with each other.

He Yun said, "Do you know what I'm thinking now? I think I'm in my seventies and eighties now, I don't need to do anything, just bask in the sun every day and I'll be fine."

Meng Dongchu was surprised: "Do you, a workaholic, think the same way?"

He Yun said: "I am not a workaholic, I am not forced."

"You don't have to work so hard." Meng Dongchu said, picked up a magazine next to him, and opened it casually.

He Yun said silently: "Did you hear something?"

Meng Dongchu looked up, knowing what he was talking about, but he didn't expect him to say that.The meaning of what I said just now is clearly without any direction.

He Yun took a look at Meng Dongchu and said, "I feel that when you look at me recently, you always hesitate to speak."

Meng Dongchu was once again shocked by He Dada's superb insight.

"I've also heard some rumors about me over the years..." He Yun lay back and said in a relaxed posture, "It's all lies to tell the truth. How can I have anything to do with Chang Feng? I have been in the production team for a year, and I have a total of three days off, and I was taken care of by him. I am really drunk. What else is there to say that he pursued me when he was a student? Is he sick? Isn’t he? When he was a student, he was crazy It's like everything, there are class flowers and school flowers around me, besides, how can I say that I am not bad, master, the school grass is here, if he really chases me, the school is not upside down, and they still use them to break the news? I haven't spoken a few words to him, is it possible, how can we say a few words to our classmates for more than ten years?"

"So it's a normal classmate relationship?" Meng Dongchu asked.

"..." He Yunyong glanced at Meng Dongchu with a look of "Are you stupid?" This kind of look is "often" used by the master in the movie.

Meng Dongchu returned the innocent and harmless "apprentice" eyes, and faded away from Zhou Wei's slovenly vagabond outfit in the drama. This look seemed too innocent, and it was almost beating.

He Yun pursed his lips and said helplessly, "He was the class monitor in elementary school, and I was the squad leader. They competed with each other. They trained together and tied for first place in the Mathematical Olympiad competition. In middle school, he started to lose interest in learning, and I was still my good student. Together. Rehearsing for the school celebration program, he played the violin and I played the piano. Let me tell you, during the rehearsal, he complained to me about being forced to learn the violin by his mother since he was a child. It’s not just a few rumors, okay? High school Planning student union activities together, spending the whole weekend in the library and coffee shops, having dinner after graduation from the third year of high school, I was the monitor at that time, I was in charge of treating guests to dinner and he was in charge of paying the bill..."

As Meng Dongchu listened, the image of the well-known bigwig in that circle gradually changed into that of a teenager.

"In other people's eyes, I have nothing to do with him. The reason is him. He was extremely pretentious and aloof when he was a student. His family was rich and awesome. He was held by a bunch of men and women, and he couldn't get off the elevated platform. No, I can’t say a few words to anyone. In fact, he is completely funny when he complains to me in private, which is equivalent to the role of ‘Master’. Later, I figured out this role by thinking about him.”

Meng Dongchu said in his heart, he is funny in front of you, isn't it because you are a colder iceberg than him, and the smiling iceberg is more terrifying, okay?

"I remember my parents divorced in the third year of high school. I was going to study abroad, but later I changed to stay in China. My mother asked me to go to the film school. I told the head teacher, and everyone knew. At that time, he planned to study abroad. I don’t want to come to school, I don’t know how I got the news, one day I waited for my self-study in the evening and told me, you should go to study abroad, I will support you.”

Meng Dongchu almost fell down, this line is too...an idol drama.

Speaking of this, He Yun had a smile on his face: "You said, he is not mine, and suddenly he said this, it is really... But I am very moved, although the money is really not worth it to him. It’s nothing, but I’m really touched. In fact, my rich businessman father is still willing to provide for me, but I don’t want to go out.”

"Then what do you say?"

"What can I say, I said, no need, I chose to go to film school." He Yun said.

"It's gone?" Meng Dongchu thought, this is something that was done by a witty and honest man.

"It's gone, and then we went back to our respective homes. After he went abroad, he called me the money for the dinner, but no one came. Since then, he has been aloof, living his life on the clouds. Due to our special status in class reunions, we never Go, saw him from a distance at the event, nodded and passed." He Yun said.

From a campus story to a plain ending of forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, what kind of intentions are contained in those subtle flickers.Meng Dongchu didn't like gossip, and only then did he realize that listening to gossip would never hear the mood of the person involved.Even if he heard that the client was by his side, he didn't understand why He Yun's steady tone suddenly became ethereal at the end.But he didn't plan to ask any more, it's fine to hear the story here.

He Yun changed the subject at the right time. He reclined on the comfortable sofa and could tease the spider plant protruding from the flower stand next to him with his hand.He said: "Your place is really comfortable, much better than the presidential apartment in City S where I live."

"I think back then it took me more than half a year to stay in Yi'an and supervise the workers." Meng Dongchu said.

"I said, you have been staying here before, and you didn't go to your hometown so close?" He Yun asked, "What are you planning?"

"I don't know..." Meng Dongchu hesitated and said, "I went back yesterday and found something..."

He told He Yun that day that he would tell him when he had time, and that was from the bottom of his heart.There are too many things that Meng Dongchu has experienced in the past six months, and Meng Dongchu also feels that he is a bit overwhelmed, and this "master" who opens his mouth at any time to talk about a bunch of unreasonable "masters" seems to really be able to rely on a sincere face. Makes you want to tell him something.This feeling is really amazing, maybe I really entered the role, and I feel that the person in front of me is really a master.

He roughly talked about his mother's death, the matter of going to his hometown yesterday, and his own guess, but concealed the matter of Song Yuan.When he said that he had asked someone yesterday and someone told him that his mother might not be dead, he saw that the always steady He Yun was terrified.

"Do you believe what he said?" He Yun said.

"It's better to say, I believe in my intuition." When Meng Dongchu said this sentence, he knew what he was sure of in his heart.

He Yun suddenly sat up and looked at Meng Dongchu's face.

"how?"

"See if you still have that expression." He Yun was deeply impressed by Meng Dongchu's expression of despair in the teahouse that day.

"Fortunately, it's been a long time since I thought about what happened back then, and I've calmed down a lot these days. Besides, I should be happy to know that my mother is still alive." Meng Dongchu said, "Master, say To be honest, following you these days, I feel a lot more at ease."

"Are you sure enough to face these things?" He Yun asked. He felt that Meng Dongchu's hidden character and current state made him accept the contrary facts at once. Although he did not say it on the surface, the turmoil in his heart Certainly not small.

"Who has ever encountered this kind of thing?" Meng Dongchu pretended to smile easily, being deceived by his biological mother in this way, "I can only try to see if I can face it well. Anyway, I just have to face it. Be sure, too, master."

"……Yes."